Boomer started his day
In his cute puppy way..
On his leash he would go for a walk.
He would sniff the grass
As the cars would pass
And bark as if he were trying to talk..

He would greet his new friends,
Before his walk even ends,
With a wig and a wag of his tail..
They would go to the park,
Run around and bark,
Then quench their thirst from a pail...

He would fetch his ball,
Step on his ears and fall,
And it was very funny to see..
Though he was a little pup,
He would still get up,
And then hide behind a tree...

On his back on the grass,  
Watching the clouds pass
He would see many different shapes...
He sees a kitten, and a bunny,
And some looked quite funny,
And some, like big hairy apes...

Laying by a log,
Was one happy little dog,
He felt he had it made...
After a play in the park,
Hearing his friends bark,
As he rests in the shade...